#; bye

[atdelusiela]

          ❝     hm ,   what  did  mother  call  you  again ?     ❞     daniela  pretends  to  think ,   gloved  finger  touching  her  chin  as  her  gaze  takes  him  in  and  the  corners  of  her  lips  curl  to  form  a  smile  upon  hearing  the  reaction  he  is  already  giving  her .  a  giggle  soon  escapes  as  the  mutant  throws  her  head  back  slightly ,   taking  a  few  steps  away  from  him  to  perform  a  twirl .     ❝     right ,   it’s  christopher .     ❞ 

          @captainredfields​  inquired ,    “   don’t say it.   ”

[cassandramorgansucks]

                       get  over  it.

     a  common  phrase  spoken  to  the  CRESTFALLEN  souls  that  wandered  this  earth  ,  but  no  matter  how  hard  she  tried  to  persist  through  months  of  aching  ,  she  just  couldn’t.  there  was  something  tying  her  down  ,  preventing  smiles  from  blossoming  onto  plump  lips  and  withholding  her  from  finding  joy  in  moments  that  were  designed  to  be  blissful.  the  something  was  a  someone  though  ,  and  that  someone  was  GONE  from  her  life.  he  erased  the  traces  of  himself  ,  left  her  in  a  scattered  mess  of  wants  ,  needs  and  broken  dreams.  his  promises  were  cluttering  her  mind  with  her  own  thoughts  of  ‘  what  did  i  do  wrong?  ’  filling  in  the  gaps.  broken  frames  held  pictures  of  happier  times  ;  she  used  to  wear  a  smile  on  her  facade  ,  a  laugh  was  always  bubbling  in  her  throat  ,  too.  she  even  had  a  neighbor  COMPLAIN  about  her  enthusiasm  for  her  life  and  her  lover  ,  but  now  she  felt  empty.  her  life  had  left  her.

     the  silence  of  her  apartment  was  eerie  ,  to  say  the  least.  she  missed  talking  in  the  midnight  hours  ,  mapping  out  a  future  from  wishes.  showering  was  a  COMFORT  though  ;  it  felt  cleansing  ,  like  it  washed  away  the  hurt  temporarily.  the  sound  of  HOT  WATER  blocks  the  sound  of  knocks  on  the  door.  once  she’s  out  ,  fingers  curl  into  her  towel  ,  her  other  hand  brushing  wet  ,  blonde  locks  into  a  messy  bun  before  she  throws  on  a  long  ,  grey  sweater.  the  beat  of  her  heart  skips  a  bit.  hope  DWELLS  inside  far  too  much  for  her  liking  as  she  makes  her  way  through  her  living  room.  she  reaches  for  the  knob  ,  twisting  ,  heart  pounding  ,  then  head  peeking  through  the  small  slit  she  makes  from  opening  the  door. 

     ian.  she  knows  his  name.  his  features  stand  out  as  familiar  ,  but  it  wasn’t  the  face  she  wanted  to  see.  ❝  can  i  help  you?  ❞  her  voice  comes  out  small  ,  eyes  empty  with  a  matching  tone.  

@inmyvcins.

[freedmfighter]

jet makes friends by always having pocky on him

[freedmfighter]

jet:  did magneto do anything wrong ?

sb: he --

jet, louder:  NO, HE DIDNT 

[freedmfighter]

i still think the au where everything is the same but they intentionally mixed up the blasting jelly with the jelly candy just to fuck with the gaang

[freedmfighter]

me scrolling to the oldest of posts about jet, reading the captions and thinking “who even talks like that anymore...” and then seeing the post date was 2011

[roseslain-arch]

anyway, just pre-ordered mid.night sun. perhaps this will make me come back full time. idk, we’ll see